She stopped every few swats to rub the edge of the pattle up and down my crack. By the end I was fully erect and ready for what I hoped was next. Look...at that juice you left on my legs she said as she scooped it up and licked her fingers we need to do something about that. Taking me to the padded table she secured my arms and legs, she had done this before teasing me for a long time before mouting me and I loved it. Thenshe did a naughty striptease finaly standing before me wearing only a. Elaine looked into the huge mirror and shook her horrible curls in complete disgust.It was most certainly her hair that was the culprit.Now when she needed her beautiful hair the most to impress Count Wellington's young nephew with her astonishing good looks, her hair had turned the traitor and made her look "not quite young" and in fact, "less than beauteous". It was an unfortunate turn of events that made her depressed enough to shed a tear or two but for the fact she was too fearful her eye. The closeness of our two bodies, pelvis to pelvis, felt amazing as I heard myself groan as Jill’s legs locked around the small of my back and pulled me in just that tiny bit deeper.“Make love to me,” her soft and warm voice cooed. “And then later, after we’ve made love, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me like our lives depended on it.”So that’s exactly what I did. At first giving myself over to slowly and gently working my cock in and out of Jill’s body, loving the contented ‘cat with the cream’. You decide, mom." He added a unnerving emphasis on the last word. Dorothy shuddered. "How about soup?" She offered.Chuck paused just long enough before turning to his mother. "Didn't I say you should decide?" He asked evenly, staring unblinking at her. He had been waiting all day to play his next game with his new found toy.She only nodded and quickly shied from his beam of authority. She went and made soup. Dorothy tried to keep her tears from falling in the saucepan.When she called him to.